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Layoff dreams.
It has been a week, almost to the minute, since I lost my job. The first day or so, I had heart palpitations and my blood pressure was quite high. It was about 48 hours before I started to get used to the fact that maybe I would retire. And now I’m not so sure.… Continue reading
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Dear Chickenshit
Yesterday I was laid off from my job. It was a very cold and strange experience. At least in the past when I was laid off, I had a conversation with my manager and a member of the HR team. I had an opportunity to discuss the reasons or at least the exit. That didn’t… Continue reading
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A potty mouth no more?
When I retire? Will I even be able to do all the things I want to do when I retire? Why not now? Why not take advantage of the energy I do have now to build more strength and energy to keep me going? It’s just one of the wonderful benefits that has come from… Continue reading
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CrimeCon 2026 / Vegas
What happens in Vegas can STAY in Vegas! Continue reading
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What do I owe you?
What better time than now? When “the world is burning,” do we not need the force of a lonely band of monks walking for peace? Do we not need their quiet footfalls along a cold highway? Do we not need to measure breath for breath with them, finding some kind of peace within ourselves? If… Continue reading
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Christmas 63.
The magic of 63 Christmases Continue reading
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How I spent my life.
Right now, stories about Nick Reiner are everywhere—news articles, podcasts, comment sections filled with certainty. Watching them has shaken me more than I expected. They have pulled me back into a place I know too well. Parents argue online about what Rob and Michele Reiner should have done differently, as if love were a lever… Continue reading
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Is it black or is it blue?
When a parent dies, all the chances to resolve things die with them, no matter where their soul ends up. (Featured image: Adobe AI) Continue reading
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Feeding the machine.
AI has brought efficiency to science and process — but at what cost? What will we forget how to do? What will we stop being able to feel? Continue reading
About Me
A writer and solitary soul in the mountains of Western North Carolina.
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